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Monthly Archives: September 2015

Hold his hand in my mine, feel it curl around my little finger, tight, dwell on the weight of his compact body in my arms, I close my eyes and sniff his head. Babies smell beautiful. Nose to head, his fine hair tickles. He’s warm. Let’s stay this way, stay this way stay this way.…

Text ‘happy birthday’ to her old number. You never know, you may get a, thanks, it’s not my birthday but thanks in advance, or you could get, who are you, or you may get a message failed message because her old number is as dead as she is. It feels nice to do though the…